Dongxuan Spiritual Realm

Chapter 105 Brother, Save Me
The White Bone Prince tried his best to buy time, but Yang Qisheng used two hundred flying swords to surround him and kept stabbing and slashing at the center.

It might pierce into the fire, sparking bursts of green sparks; or strike a white bone fork, causing it to explode into puffs of black mist; or pierce the chest of a vengeful ghost, eliciting heart-wrenching howls...

Nanxing's Five Poison Demon-Slaying Blade also joined in. He was going to open the Blood Transformation Bag and release streams of serpentine poisonous gas to envelop the ghost fire, constantly trying to penetrate it.

The weapons of both sides clashed fiercely, and the clanging sound was incessant.

First, the outermost bone forks and flying swords clashed too much, and the two front teeth of the forks broke off one after the other.

Then the bone arrows, unable to withstand the weight, began to shatter and crumble.

The White Bone Prince's left hand had become bone, yet he still made hand seals and bit his tongue, spitting out his essence blood as he struggled to hold on.

He firmly believed that with his senior brother's strength, he would definitely be able to sweep over the entire Yang Mansion in an overwhelming manner, turning it into a ghostly inferno and annihilating all living beings into ashes!

Just a little longer! Just a little longer! Just a little bit more...

next moment!
My senior brother is about to arrive and join me!

He persisted like this, but only for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea before he finally couldn't hold on any longer.

The bone fork and bone arrow were shattered into dust, and the two skulls that had been painstakingly crafted were also cleaved in two by the flying sword.

Left with no other choice, he bit his already wounded tongue again, spitting out a large amount of blood essence to the remaining vengeful ghosts.

The eight hundred fierce ghosts were constantly slashed and wounded by the sword and blade demons during the battle between the two sides, and many of them had already lost their souls.

The remaining few hundred or so, having obtained his essence and blood and been aroused by his magic, became extremely ferocious, roaring as they blocked the attacks for him and pounced on Nanxing.

The White Bone Prince cut off his right little finger and left it in place as a substitute, while he used the Five Ghosts Escape Technique to escape at top speed.

His method of creating a substitute body by removing the bones is far more effective at replacing the real body with the fake one than the substitute body that Yang Qisheng created using talismans.

Yang Qisheng's talisman was formed in an instant using evil energy. The resulting substitute only looked exactly like him and could only attract the other party's attention for a short time before being discovered.

His method of using a ghostly substitute to face calamity was created by transforming a part of his own body, carrying his own aura. This allowed him to truly take his place and be locked onto by the enemy's will, divine sense, flying swords, and magical treasures, thus fulfilling his destiny.

Yang Qisheng was far away on the Flying Immortal Platform and could not see him. He was only controlling the Myriad Swords Gourd remotely and did not notice immediately. Nanxing was also deceived.

Just as the White Bone Prince was about to fly backward out of the Qian position to "open the door" and escape to heaven, a series of magical golden talismans suddenly rose up in front of him!
The twenty-four Lingbao Golden Gate Jade Lock Talismans appeared simultaneously, their light connecting with each other to block him.

The White Bone Prince seemed to have crashed into an impenetrable wall, unable to escape. He hurriedly cast a spell to fly upwards, trying to find a way out along the wall of light.

Little did he know that the talisman was called "Golden Gate and Jade Lock," which, though seemingly a wall of light, could actually stick to and absorb the opponent's primordial spirit and soul.

In his haste, the White Bone Prince was unable to take flight. After a moment's hesitation, he was overtaken by the Demon-Slaying Blade and flying swords behind him. Before he could struggle, he let out a miserable scream and was cleaved into pieces!

Although his physical body was destroyed and his soul was severely damaged, he was not dead. The evil energy in his abdomen merged with his primordial spirit, reforming his ghostly body. He then absorbed the surrounding broken flesh and bones, transforming it into a messy humanoid form. He still needed to find a way to escape. Nanxing had already summoned the Hundred Poisons Blood Bag into the air, from which a dark red, highly poisonous light shot out, enveloping the White Bone Prince and forcibly pulling him back into the bag. He retrieved the treasure bag and the three throwing knives, and was just beginning to feel happy when he saw a paper sedan chair floating in the air outside the courtyard wall, carried by sixteen wooden figures.

The sedan curtain was rolled up, revealing a pale-faced middle-aged man sitting inside.

Impure Prince!

After escaping from the Yang residence, he stopped when he saw that the enemy was not pursuing him. He looked at the faint five-colored light surging above the Yang residence from afar and knew that the enemy was using the Qimen Five Elements Escape Technique to seal off the true situation inside the Yang residence.

However, the caster's skill was limited, and the formation could not hide from his Taiyin Ghost Eyes at the Refining Qi stage. He could still vaguely see the fierce battle taking place in the mansion.

After observing for a while, he finally understood that the other party did not have two hundred sword immortals. All the flying swords were controlled through a gourd, and only one person was controlling the gourd!

At first, he suspected a trap. He circled the Yang residence several times, carefully analyzing the trajectory, striking force, and agility of each flying sword.

It was quickly determined that this was indeed manipulated by a single person using a magical artifact.

The power unleashed by two hundred sword immortals simultaneously controlling two hundred flying swords is vastly different from that of one person controlling two hundred flying swords through a magic weapon. The Unclean Young Master suddenly felt a sense of relief, as if he had seen through his opponent's lack of tricks.

He saw that the White Bone Prince had been defeated and fled, so he hurriedly flew to the northwest corner gate to help him, but he was still a step too late.

Yang Qisheng had laid out twenty-four Golden Jade Locking Spirit Treasure Talismans here beforehand, which blocked the Hundred Ghosts Flying Knife he had released. By the time he cast the spell again, the White Bone Prince had already been taken away by Nanxing using the Hundred Poisons Blood Bag.

The Unclean Prince did not rush to attack. He put away the Hundred Ghosts Flying Knife and sat quietly in the sedan chair, suspended in the sky, without saying a word.

Nanxing felt a little uneasy under his gaze, and hurriedly sent a message to Yang Qisheng, telling him that the Unclean Prince had appeared on his side.

Yang Qisheng retrieved all the flying swords from the Myriad Swords Gourd and told Nanxing, "Find a way to lure him in! This demon is highly powerful and has already mastered the Ghostly Qi. If we leave him outside, he might ambush us at any time. Today, we should use the pre-arranged formation to eliminate him!"

Nanxing stood at the northwest corner of the doorway, looked up at the sky and shouted loudly at the other party: "You evil spirit, now that you've come to the door, why don't you dare to come in? Your junior brother has just been killed, no, all five of your junior brothers have been eliminated by us. Do you think you can escape death by hiding outside the door?"

The Impure Prince observed from heaven, weighing the options in his heart.

Nanxing's words did make him angry, but they didn't make him lose his temper.

Only then did he realize that the opponent's strength was probably just like that. There were two sword immortals in total, both at the Refining Demon level. One was a Xuanmen orthodox disciple of Taiyi Palace, only at the early stage of Refining Demon, and the other was a heretical disciple of Wutou Mountain, at the late stage of Refining Demon.

The magic weapon he used was quite powerful, and he probably relied on the red jade gourd and the Qimen Five Elements Formation that he had set up in advance.

The Unclean Prince weighed the strength of both sides and determined that he was capable of fighting and should be able to eliminate his opponent without much effort.

Even if the opponent has other trump cards, I should be able to handle them with my own strength. Even if I can't defeat them, I can still escape.

This crude Qimen Five Elements Formation can't trap me at all!
(End of this chapter)